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Magic And Light – Chapter XII

Posted in Dungeons And Dragons, Fantasy, Writing with tags , , , , on January 18, 2018 by darkjade68

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MAGIC AND LIGHT 

by DarkJade

Chapter I – A Gathering Of Friends – Chapter II – Making Characters – Chapter III – Choose Your Class – Chapter IV – Character Introductions (Stigus) – Chapter V – Character Introductions (Chi (Red)) – Chapter VI – Character Introductions (Ren) – CHAPTER VII – Character Introductions (Kinner) – Chapter VIII – Character Introductions (Zhan) –  Chapter IX – Final Character Introduction (Tor-Atimus) – Chapter X – Beginnings – Chapter XI – The Crimson Blade Tavern

CHAPTER XII – Waiting

It had been two days since Zahn and Tor-Atimus had brought the Drow Bard Kinner into their Party.

And so they spent their time gathering supplies, which included two horses, one for each of them…

Their Crew would catch a transport ship back to the Island of Torm where they, along with the rest of the Torm Order of Apollo, would wait for further word from Zahn.

Aboard their Ship were many supplies for the building of a Temple, as well as Robes etc. for any new Followers…

…all of that would remain aboard their ship, here in Jor.

Tor-Atimus was a bit confused why they brought  a ship at all, as opposed to just catching one to here, but he did not question The Orders thinking.

On the fourth night since they’re arrival, Zahn had retired to bed, and Tor-Atimus sat at the bar drinking ale, and thinking of his people and how he no longer belonged there…

…and that’s when there was a tap on his shoulder.

OUT OF GAME

“Trevor, would you like to describe your Character?” speaks Johnny.

“Yes, well, he is a Tiefling… He has black eyes, brick red skin, blond hair… He’s about 6′ tall, weighing around 180 pounds… He looks to be around 24 years old, and he has black curved horns like a Ram.”

“He’s wearing long, thick black robes, with some red underneath.” (Full Character Description Here)

“Thank you Johnny, lets continue…” replied Johnny.

“Excuse me, Janos, the owner of this establishment, said that I should speak to you about the poster from Zahn?” spoke the Tiefling elegantly.

“Hmm…” replied Tor-Atimus who woke suddenly from his daze.

“Yes… I am Tor-Atimus, Paladan,” replied Tor-Atimus.

“Paladin… Excellent… Well met, I am REN,” the two arm embraced.

“I’m wondering if you could tell me, does your Party require those with the ability of Magic…” spoke the Tiefling.

Tor-Atimus hesitated, “Most likely… I suppose Zahn might better answer that.”

“Excellent… May I ask you when Zahn will be in?”

Moments later Tor-Atimus brought the Tiefling to Zahn’s door.

“This really can wait till morning,” spoke Ren.

“No… It’s alright,” replied Tor-Atimus.

BANG BANG BANG

The door opened and Zahn wiped the sleep from his eyes, “Yes Tor-Atimus, what is it…”

“Possibly, a new recruit,” he replied.

Ten minutes later the three of them sat at a table in the inn…

…it was late, so the tavern was a bit quieter than usual.

“So you’re a Wizard? Sorcerer? Warlock?” questioned Zahn.

“Ha, a Wizard I suppose… I’ve studied Magic since I could walk really… My home was in the Kai Islands, south east of here,” explained Ren.

“You would be welcome,” spoke Zahn, and the two shook arms.

“Oh excellent, I will be at the Jor Library until then, if, and or when you need to reach me,” explained Ren as he stood, bowed, and parted.

Tor-Atimus looked at Zahn,”Two more to go.”

PICTURE CREDIT – The Lair

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Chess With Agatha (Chapter XXIII) – Blood Games

Posted in Chess With Agatha, Entertainment, Fantasy, Fiction, Novel, Story, Writing with tags , on May 24, 2012 by darkjade68

Chess With Agatha…

And The Dark Fortress of Doom

A Novel by DarkJade

CHAPTER XXIII – Blood Games

THE KINGDOM OF NORAWYN

IN THE NORTH LANDS

KING ETERR’S CASTLE

Agatha makes her way down the barely lit hallway… Her Hair Black, and Eyes Glowing Blue in Readiness…

Suddenly she comes to a halt…

“Things just seem a bit too–” she starts to think to herself, when she suddenly hears a strange Squealing Sound from up ahead

SQUIEEEEEE!!

“…quiet”

She draws The Silver Blade from Agamemnon’s Cherry Wood Cane, and peaks around the corner…

What she sees is fairly alarming… A Circular, Flesh Like Creature, Floating some Five Feet off the Ground… It has a Giant Mouth full of Teeth, and Eight Tentacles, each with an Eyeball Attached to the end of it…

“What the Hell??” she thinks to herself.

Suddenly one of the tentacle’s eyes sees her, and the Great Fanged Mouth lets out a terrible…

SQUIEEEEEE!!

And with that, one of the eyes lets forth a Black Swirly Smoke Beam…

Agatha quickly leaps back behind the corner, and the beam digs into the wall across from her…

“It’s a Beholder Agatha…” suddenly her father’s voice returns inside her head.

“Father?” she replies in relief.

“I’m alright… I was just unconscious for a while… Drugged” he explains.

SQUIEEEEEE!! the Beholder lets out another terrible sound as it approaches…

“You must cut off the eyes Agatha… Every last one” her father insists adamantly…

THE NORTHERN TOWER

Meanwhile within the Second Tower, The Blue Wizard Hemmingbyrd makes his way up the winding stairs…

“I KNOW YOU’RE UP THERE ETERR… I CAN FEEL YOU…” Hemmingbyrd Proclaims loud enough to be heard.

“YOU SHALL KNOW SOON ENOUGH” Eterr replies from up the stairs and within the Great Top Floor Room.

Hemmingbyrd fastens his Pointy Blue Hat well, and enters the room… Staff in hand.

There sitting on the window sill, is King Eterr, a very Dark and Foreboding Figure… Hair Long and Black… And Skin as white as a Ghost… Gazing out the window over his Kingdom.

“It’s a bit sickening to think I could lose all of this…” he looks over at Hemmingbyrd.

“Because of a… Girl” he spats out with distaste.

Hemmingbyrd grips his staff with both hands, holding it out in front of him.

“She is no Ordinary “Girl” Eterr… You know this” Hemmingbyrd replies resolutely.

Eterr casts his gaze back out the window, pushing aside the dark red curtains.

“Perhaps…” he then looks back at Hemmingbyrd.

“You Have My Queen… And I have Your King…” Eterr states flatly.

“True… I was thinking–” Hemmingbyrd starts to reply, when Eterr takes his Great Black Sword, which is leaned up against the wall near him, and hurls it with all of his force at Hemmingbyrd!

VOOOMMMM!!!

Hemmingbyrd is barely able to Throw up a Shield of Blue Light around himself, but it is not strong enough, nor quick enough, as he’s blasted up against the wall behind him, his Staff tossed out of reach.

OOOOMMMFFF!!

His body slumps to the floor, battered, and bruised.

A HALLWAY

Meanwhile The Great Ball of Flesh with Teeth is Dead with Agatha’s Silver Blade Sticking in the Middle of it… And there are Bloody Tentacles all over the Corridor.

Blood is also spattered all over Agatha’s Clothing.

With her arms, also covered in blood, she reaches into the beast, and pulls out her sword which is deeply penetrating it.

“Blech” she says under her breath.

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PICTURE CREDIT – Spelljammer

Prologue

Chapter One – The Protector

Chapter Two – Another Life

Chapter 2.5 – Hemmingbyrd’s Dream

Chapter Three – Check

Chapter Four – Hunting for Unicorns

Chapter Five – The Coming of Agatha

Chapter 5.5  – A Fool’s Heart

Chapter Six – Table Manners

Chapter Seven – Elias

Chapter Eight – West Bound

Chapter Nine – Red And Blue Forest

Chapter X – Yokade Labyrinth

Chapter XI – Vanishing Sky

Chapter XII – The Curse

Chapter XIII – The Minotaur Orft

Chapter XIV – Queen Sorceress Olamna

Chapter XV – The Final Piece

Chapter XVI – Agatha Rising

Chapter XVII – The Dragon Truth

Chapter XVIII – The Grey Dragon Tu Masa

Chapter XIX – The Stand In King

Chapter XX – The Game

Chapter XXI – Infiltrate

Chapter XXII – Into The Belly of The Beast

Chapter XXIV – Stone Cold

Chapter XXV – Behold The Golem

Chapter XXVI – Iliad

Chapter XXVII – Trials

Chapter XXVIII – Shadow Wizards

Chapter XXIX – Diligence

Chapter XXX – Checkmate

Chapter XXXI – Farewells – The Conclusion

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Chess With Agatha (Chapter Five) – The Coming of Agatha

Posted in Chess With Agatha, Entertainment, Fantasy, Fiction, Novel with tags , , on January 19, 2012 by darkjade68

Chess With Agatha…

And The Dark Fortress of Doom

A Novel by DarkJade

CHAPTER FIVE (Part One) – The Coming of Agatha

THE DARK FORTRESS OF DOOM

THE BLUE WIZARD HEMMINGBYRD’S CHAMBERS

Iliad, The Dark Fortress of Doom’s Jester, is curled up under Hemmingbyrd’s desk, as before his eyes, in the middle of the room, a Giant Storm Ball of Blue Light swirls and crackles…

Within it… Blue Fire Light, thunder and lightning.

“CRACKKOOOM!!!” the thunder Cracks!

TWO MILES SOUTH WEST OF THE FORTRESS OF DOOM

THE ENCHANTED FOREST OF ILA’S MORN

As Hemmingbyrd faces Morr, who has just come upon him finding one of Arodos’s Six White Unicorns, as Arodos himself is a Black Unicorn…

Suddenly Morr looks off in the distance, and Hemmingbyrd looks to see what has grabbed his attention… In the distance, The Dark Fortress of Doom sits on its Mountain, and above it there is a Great Blue Storm Cloud.

“Great Scott! We must hurry” Hemmingbyrd proclaims and he quickly rides off… Jodan, who had not seen the Unicorn, suddenly rides by as well following Hemmingbyrd “QUICKLY MORR, to your Horse!!”.

Morr does not follow…

HEMMINGBYRD’S CHAMBERS

Suddenly from the middle of the Blue Storm Ball, steps a beautiful young girl… Hair of gold… Eyes of unearthly blue.

Iliad, in terror, continues to watch from beneath Hemmingbyrd’s Desk.

“My Lord” he speaks to himself.

It was Agatha.

Clad in her long black Pee coat/Trench coat, her vibrant purple scarf wrapped around her neck…

In her black Doc Martin boots she stomps forth…

In her right hand, she holds Agamemnon’s Cherry Red Cane…

Though she is left handed… But she does not know that yet.

Suddenly she takes note of Iliad underneath Hemmingbyrd’s desk, and slants her head just slightly…

Iliad tries to speak, but is unable to.

And suddenly the expression on her face goes from utter bewilderment, to cracking a slight smile… Or rather, a quarter smile.

Iliad is surprised by this…

SUDDENLY HEMINGBYRD BURSTS INTO THE ROOM!!

“My Lady!!” Hemmingbyrd wraps both arms around her small form, and squeezes her so hard, it’s as if he’s trying to “merge” with her.

“GASP!” she tries to breathe.

He then draws back, stretching both of his arms outwardly, his hands grasping both of her arms.

“Let me look at you…” he says with a grand smile, looking her up and down.

“Mmm, hmm… You bare the look of Elias indeed…” he proclaims.

He then steps a half inch from her face and gazes deeply into her eyes…

“The Glowing Blue Eyes of Bandoran… Mmm, hmm” he exclaims.

He then spins her around like a rag doll, lifting the back of her long jacket, and dark blue sweater underneath, revealing the most fair skin of her lower back.

“Hmm… That’s odd” he pulls down her coat and sweater and faces her towards him once more.

His strong clasp like hands grasping her arms once more…

…and makes note of a one fourth inch moon shaped mark by her left eye.

“Well, that explains it…” he proclaims.

Agatha is totally lost and bewildered at this point…

“You bare the marking of The Son’s Moon” he plainly states.

“The Son’s Moon?”  Agatha speaks her first words.

Hemmingbyrd’s mouth drops “You have the Emiltoray Tone as well??” these words fall blankly on Agatha.

He then lets go of her arms “Yessss…” he almost seems to hiss out.

“You used to be a man” he says, and then turns and walks towards the door.

Agatha is stunned by this.

Before Hemmingbyrd departs, he turns back towards her “In another time that is…”.

“Why… Thank you? I think” she replies.

“Most alarming, eh… Himdoob” are his last words, as he turns and leaves the Chamber.

“Himdoob?” she turns to look at Iliad for some kind of explanation.

Iliad stands and dusts himself off “It means–” he begins to say as he adjusts the three tips of his Jester Hat, which each have a bell… “BLING BLING BLING”.

“It means “Fool Take her to her chamber, so she might freshen up before dinner”” Iliad plainly states.

“You got all that from one bizarre word?”

“Indeed” he replies.

“We’ve known one another for a long time…” explains Iliad.

“I had no idea he even saw you down there” replies Agatha.

“Oh… Well… Hemmingbyrd sees all..” he says with a mock smile, as he reaches up and wiggles one of his bells.

“BLING BLING”.

“Now, come along…” he then leads her out into the Dark Hallway.

THIS ENDS CHAPTER 5 (PART ONE)

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PHOTO CREDIT – The Jester

Prologue

Chapter One – The Protector

Chapter Two – Another Life

Chapter 2.5 – Hemmingbyrd’s Dream

Chapter Three – Check

Chapter Four – Hunting for Unicorns

Chapter 5.5  – A Fool’s Heart

Chapter Six – Table Manners

Chapter Seven – Elias

Chapter Eight – West Bound

Chapter Nine – Red And Blue Forest

Chapter X – Yokade Labyrinth

Chapter XI – Vanishing Sky

Chapter XII – The Curse

Chapter XIII – The Minotaur Orft

Chapter XIV – Queen Sorceress Olamna

Chapter XV – The Final Piece

Chapter XVI – Agatha Rising

Chapter XVII – The Dragon Truth

Chapter XVIII – The Grey Dragon Tu Masa

Chapter XIX – The Stand In King

Chapter XX – The Game

Chapter XXI – Infiltrate

Chapter XXII – Into The Belly of The Beast

 

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Dark Rider – Feeling The Heat

Posted in Blog Series, Dark Rider, Entertainment, Fantasy, Fiction, Story with tags , , , on December 1, 2011 by darkjade68

And so Iloh and Ukorian had joined the Ranks of King Wogtay’s Hero Seeking Festivities… And The Dark Rider was glad.

“It’s good to see you Ukorian…” The Dark Rider extends an arm to Ukorian in warm greetings.

“And you Dark Rider” he replied.

“Iloh… I am glad to see you well….” he spoke to Iloh “It’s truly good to see familiar faces amongst all… This”.

She nodded in agreement.

“LADIES AND GENTLEMAN, LET THE FESTIVITIES BEGIN!!” yelled a Caller of the King, and all started to partake in the food that was provided, as they sorted through the many Warriors Etc. deciding who would represent King Wogtay in his battle.

“So what thinks you of all of this…” Iloh questioned Dark Rider.

“I have to say… Not much” he replied, and they both semi smiled.

“Alas, look who we have here…” a voice arose from the crowd.

“Is it not the “Notorious” Dark Rider…” and suddenly a scarred Warrior stepped into view… The Dark Rider did not recognize him, and Largoth was quick to step between them and attempt to keep the peace.

“Now, now… We’re all on the same side here…” Largoth spoke.

With this The Dark Rider walked away alone.

“Are we now” the Warrior spoke under his breath as Largoth successfully waylayed him away from The Dark Rider.

The Dark Rider found a spot where he could actually see King Wogtay speaking to the masses, and was studying him when…

“Hello Dark Rider…” The Dark Rider turned to see Elsya.

Dark Rider smiled slightly.

“I am glad to see you…” he spoke to her warmly.

“I see Iloh—” she started to reply, but the Dark Rider stepped closer to her, and interrupted.

“I am glad to see you…” he said once more, this time Elsya’s eyes lit up a bright blue…

“I am glad to see you too” she replied.

In the background Em’s had gotten himself into a fight, as usual… And Ukorian dragged him out of it, also as usual.

Meanwhile  some 100 miles to the East, atop a Great Snowy Mountain Top, Lord Embul’s Army makes it’s way over, lead by the Three Dark Warriors of Heen, and The Great Mage Whorn…

NEXT TIME… WAR IS EMINENT

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Part One – Dark Rider

Part Two – Dark Rider – Return To Bas’adia

Part Three – Dark Rider – Dragon’s Claw Tavern

Part Four – Dark Rider – Corwick’s Wish

Part Five – Dark Rider – Ambush At Fallen Wood

Part Six – Dark Rider – Shores of Evalon

Part Seven – Dark Rider – Scarlet Bandit

Part Eight – Dark Rider – Enter the Drow (Dark Elves)

Part Nine – Dark Rider – Nownyhall

Part X – Dark Rider – Breached Alliance

Part XI – Dark Rider – Hunted

Part XII – Dark Rider – Certain Death

Part XIII – Dark Rider – Rumble at the Village of Mond

Part XIV – Dark Rider – Moving On… Rodomor

Part XV – Dark Rider – Heroes Calling

Part XVI – Dark Rider – Winter Come

Part XVII – Dark Rider – The Northern Realms

Part XVIII – Dark Rider – Fool of Thy Self